Hysteria (Part II)

Fake the existence Breath in breath out Smiling, small talking Thinking? Just wash out Tear my joy Rip my bones Burn my skin Cut in me holes Push my eyes Kill my soul I don't care Anymore Fake the existence Breath in breath out Smiling, small talking Thinking? Just wash out Tear my joy Rip my bones Burn my skin Cut in me holes Push my eyes Kill my soul I don't care Anymore Laughing in my hysteria In a little cabin on the edge of the trees All the walls are whitewashed Nothing, but accusing looks Stuck in my chains and rocking